All roads

All roads

I know where I belong

In the streets with foreign names

Where twisted roads all lead to hiddden treasures and beautiful things

Where people are filled with the urgency of struggle

All wanting something more than simple things

I know it is a matter of time

And I must be patient as the years go by

Because I know where I belong

And no matter how long it takes for me to get there

I will make it home

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